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Thursday, December 29, 2016

Welcome to my stop on the
Virtual Tour, presented by Bewitching Book Tours, for Incompetent Gods
by Gabriele Russo. Please leave a comment or question for
Gabriele to let her know you stopped by.
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In a dimension created by
the ancient gods, most are now stuck working at Gods Incorporated. CEO Queen
Louhi Pohjola, a mortal demigoddess turned vampire (on a diet), holds the
planet in the palm of her hand and while she cannot by any stretch of the
imagination be called a nice person, there’s worse lurking in her shadow.

Goblin, a bitter hybrid
with childhood issues and shape-shifting abilities, has a grudge against the
world. First on his to-do list is getting rid of the Queen and take her place
by forcing the titan Ba’al to devour her.

As her friends and allies
fall one-by-one into Goblin’s traps, the Queen’s fate seems inevitable. With no
one left to fight, will Ba’al’s friends, a bunch of over-the-hill incompetent
gods, be enough to stop Goblin from turning the world into hell?

About the Author:

Gabriele Russo,
AKA Lucie-Gabrielle
Jolicoeur-Rousseau, was born in Quebec City amidst a family of book
lovers – her father had dreamed of being a writer and both of her brothers are
published authors.

Since she earned her
Bachelor’s in History, it was no surprise (except to her) that she ended up
working in restaurants, eventually owning two, which almost drove her mad. She
sold them and was nursed back to pseudo-sanity by Douglas Adams and Terry
Pratchett.

That’s when she answered
the family calling and decided to write. Armed with her ideas for the Gods Inc.
series she went back to the University and got her Master’s in Creative
Writing.

She now lives with her
husband in Culpeper, Virginia, where she divides her time between painting,
ripping apart and reconstructing her recently bought historical home, playing
tennis and, of course, writing more books.

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Welcome to my stop on the
Virtual Tour, presented by Bewitching Book
Tours, for Girl of Glass by Megan O’Russell. Please leave
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Guest
Post by Megan O’Russell

How much of our humanity actually has to do
with our DNA? How much of it has to do with the world we’ve created?

Defining “human being” is a matter of
genetics, how we’ve evolved, the chemicals that make up our insides and build
our bodies. There is no question in our world as to what being human means. But
what if someone challenged your claim of being human? What if there was
something more important than DNA, such as the human experience?

Art, family, love: they mold who we are as
people. The ability to learn and pass on that knowledge has helped the human
race to create amazing things. We’ve built cities, cured diseases, and traveled
to the moon!

So what’s more important: the things that
humans are capable of or genetics?

In Nola Kent’s world, that question is one
of life and death.

Two worlds...one glass wall...no turning
back.

The human race has been divided. The chosen few live in the safety of the
domes, watching through their glass walls as those left on the outside suffer
and die. But desperation has brought invention, and new drugs have given the
outsiders the strength to roam the poisoned night unafraid – but it comes at a
price.​
Seventeen-year-old Nola Kent has spent her life in the domes, being trained to
protect her little piece of the world that has been chosen to survive. The
mission of the domes is to preserve the human race, not to help the sick and
starving. But when outsider Kieran Wynne begs for Nola’s help in saving an
innocent life, she is drawn into a world of darkness and danger. The suffering
on the other side of the glass is beyond anything Nola had imagined, and
turning her back on the outside world to return to the safety of the domes may
be more than she can stand. Even when her home is threatened by the very people
Nola wants to help.

In the dangerous outside world, drugs have created a new group able to survive
the toxins that have driven the Domers to lock themselves away. But those drugs
alter them at a genetic level, giving them a super human ability to heal,
resistance to disease, and strength beyond anything possible for a normal human.
To save their lives they have become other. They’ve become vampires. The Domers
hate and fear these creatures for changing themselves at the most basic level, regardless
of whether or not it was their only chance for survival.

But the Domers have forgotten what it means
to be truly human. They’ve abandoned the less fortunate to death and pain, rid
themselves of art in favor of science, and locked themselves away from the
world that gives life meaning.

The human race has been divided. The chosen few live in the safety
of the domes, watching through their glass walls as those left on the outside
suffer and die. But desperation has brought invention, and new drugs have given
the outsiders the strength to roam the poisoned night unafraid – but it comes
at a price.​

Seventeen-year-old Nola Kent has spent her life in the domes,
being trained to protect her little piece of the world that has been chosen to
survive. The mission of the domes is to preserve the human race, not to help
the sick and starving. But when outsider Kieran Wynne begs for Nola’s help in
saving an innocent life, she is drawn into a world of darkness and danger. The
suffering on the other side of the glass is beyond anything Nola had imagined,
and turning her back on the outside world to return to the safety of the domes
may be more than she can stand. Even when her home is threatened by the very
people Nola wants to help.

About the Author:

Megan O’Russell is the author of the young adult
fantasy series The Tethering, and Nuttycracker Sweet, a Christmas novella.
Megan’s short stories can also be found in several anthologies, including
Athena’s Daughters 2, featuring women in speculative fiction.

Megan is a
professional performer who has spent time on stages across the country and is
the lyrist for Second Chances: The Thrift Shop Musical, which received it’s
world premiere in 2015. When not on stage or behind a computer, Megan can
usually be found playing her ukulele or climbing a mountain with her fantastic
husband.

Cormac Maclean would rather
read than rampage, but his fearsome warlord father demands that he prove
himself in war. Cormac chooses what he thinks is an easy target, only to
encounter a fiery Highland lass leading a doomed rebellion and swearing revenge
on him.

Meets an unconquerable heroine

Jyne Cambell is not about to
give up her castle without a fight, even though her forces are far outnumbered.
She’s proud, hot-blooded and hot-tempered, and Cormac falls for her hard.

It’s going to take all of
Cormac’s ingenuity to get Jyne to surrender gracefully—both to his sword and to
his heart…

EXCERPT

Highlands,
1362

She had always wanted to have an adventure.
That was her first mistake. Her second was to set off for a little privacy in
the thick fog of the Highland morning.

Lady Jyne Campbell tramped along the cold
ground of the Highland moor, trying to retrace her steps back to camp. She
could not have gotten far. Could she? She considered calling out to her
brothers for help, but rejected the idea. She wished to show her clan that she
was capable of taking care of herself. Admitting she had gotten lost in the fog
was not going to help her cause.

Being the youngest daughter, Jyne was
accustomed to being bossed about by all of her fourteen siblings. And not just
any siblings—Campbell siblings. Her eldest brother was David Campbell, laird of
the pow­erful Campbell clan. The Campbell brothers were tall, broad-shouldered,
hardworking, and a formidable foe to their enemies. The Campbell sisters were
statuesque, brave, bold, and ready to stand shoulder to shoulder with any man
to defend the Campbell clan, or against any clansman who got out of line.
Jyne’s mother had borne fifteen children, and not one of them had the audacity
to die in childhood. No, frailty was not allowed in the Campbell household.

All except Jyne. She had been born a little
too soon and had always been small. In childhood, she was prone to illness and
had a delicate constitution. Being of questionable health during her formative
years, she was never chosen to travel or have any adventures. Though her dreams
were as big as any of her siblings, she had to content herself with listening
to the stories of others and making herself useful about the castle, while the
other siblings returned with wild tales of their exploits.

Jyne paused a moment, straining to hear
sounds from the camp. She would rather search for hours than admit to her over­protective
brothers she had gotten lost in a bit of mist. She continued walking in the
thick gray fog, which blanketed the rugged landscape. Straining to see ahead of
her in the fog and stepped onto something she thought was firm ground, but
suddenly wasn’t.

“Oh!” She fell forward into a bog, gasping
as the cold, muddy water engulfed her to her thighs. “Oh, no!” She struggled,
trying to find firm ground to drag herself out of the treacherous moor, but
everywhere she touched was made of cold, wet mud. Her efforts were rewarded
only by her sinking into the bog a few inches more.

The freezing sludge seeped through her
clothes and held her fast, like an icy claw. The smell of rotting swamp gas
made her gag. Her heart pounded in her throat, along with the remnants of her
last meal. She had heard stories of people getting trapped in the bog and never
returning.

She clenched her teeth to stop them from
chatter­ing. Should she call for help? The thought of the looks on her
brothers’ faces to find her stuck in the bog shut her mouth. She made another
try for solid ground, straining her reach for a crop of grass.

She could almost make it. Her fingertips
brushed tantalizingly against the stems of the grass, but there was nothing to
grasp. She could not reach solid ground. Her efforts had only caused her to
sink another few inches as fear slithered down her spine. Nothing she could do
was going to get herself out.

“Help! David? Help!” Her pride was gone. She
only hoped her brothers would hear her before she was gone. “Can anyone hear
me?”

She had expected her siblings to come
running as soon as she called. She could not be that far from camp. Could she?
She listened for footsteps, for any hint that help was on the way. She heard
nothing.

Panic surged within her, tinged with
frustration. The one time she actually wanted her brothers to hover over her,
and they were nowhere in sight. She made another lunge for solid ground, but
the more she moved, the farther the bog sucked her down, and soon she was up to
her waist, panting with exertion and sheer terror.

She closed her eyes and screamed with all
her might, “Help! Heeeeeelp!”

“Here, lassie, take my hand.” A man, a
stranger to her, flung himself onto the solid ground and reached out his hand
over the murky bog. She grasped it, and he began to back up slowly, pulling her
from the quagmire. He pulled hard, but the swamp resisted, as if unwilling to
release its prize from its cold clutches. Finally, he wrenched her from the
deadly swamp, and she collapsed beside him on firm ground.

“Thank ye,” she gasped, not sure if she was
trem­bling from the fear of coming near death or the frozen chill of the mire
still permeating her bones.

“Are ye hurt?” asked the stranger. He was a
tall man dressed in the plaid kilt of the Highlander, belted at the waist and
thrown over one shoulder. He had a wild mop of unruly brown hair and glint­ing
dark eyes. He was armed with a bow and quiver of arrows and had several scrolls
stuck into his wide leather belt.

Her teeth chattered. “N-nay, just relieved
to be out o’ the bog.”

The stranger stood up and took her with him,
easily lifting her to her feet. “Ah, lass, ye’re chilled to the bone.” He
pulled her close and wrapped the ends of his plaid around her, warming her with
his own heat. She melted into the comforting warmth and safety of his arms.

Jyne sighed. She had a vague feeling she
should not be enjoying an embrace with a total stranger. She must be simply
thankful to be out of the bog. At least that is what she told herself to justify
resting her cheek against his chest.

“Thank ye. I dinna ken what would have
happened to me if ye hadna come along,” said Jyne into the man’s solid chest.
“Ye must have been sent by the angels to save me.”

The man laughed. “Angels? That would be the
first time anyone said that about me.”

Jyne looked up at him. He had a decided
jawline and sharp cheekbones. His face was almost angular, but attractive. His
dark green eyes gleamed in the early morning light. He was a trim, muscular man
who looked to be in his early twenties. Perhaps it was her brush with danger,
but she decided he was the most handsome Highlander she had ever seen.

“Then I am glad to be the first to say it to
ye. Ye truly are my hero.” Jyne’s voice trembled with sincerity.

“I’m nobody’s hero.” He tilted his head with
a sardonic smile.

“Ye are to me. I am Jyne and much in yer
debt.”

He shook his head. “Ye owe me naught.”

She touched her hand to his cheek, and he
tilted his head toward her, leaning closer.

“Unhand my sister!”

Jyne jumped away from the stranger and
turned to see her brother, Laird of the Campbells, emerging from the mist.

Amanda Forester holds a PhD in psychology and worked many years in
academia before discovering that writing historical romance was way more fun. A
Publishers Weekly Top Ten author, her books have been given starred reviews
from Booklist, Publishers Weekly, and a Top Pick from RT Book Reviews. Whether
in the rugged Highlands of medieval Scotland or the decadent ballrooms of
Regency England, her novels offer fast-paced adventures filled with wit,
intrigue, and romance. She lives with her family in the Pacific Northwest
outside Tacoma, Washington.

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Welcome to my stop on the
Virtual Tour, presented by Goddess Fish
Promotions, for The Lizard’s Tale by Kurt Kamm. Please leave a
comment or question for Kurt to let him know you stopped by. You may enter his
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Interview
with Kurt Kamm

If
you could apologize to someone in your past, who would it be?

I had lifelong friend and years
ago I told him I didn't want to hear from him again. He was doing something at
the time that really bothered me and I had had enough of it. In hindsight,
lifelong friends don't come along that often.

If
you could keep a mythical/ paranormal creature as a pet, what would you have?

I would like to keep Kneph in my
closet. For the few who don't know who Kneph is, he's an Egyptian god with a
man's body and a ram's head. So think of the fun of this:

>Kneph riding next to me on
Pacific Coast Highway in a Porsche convertible.

>Sending Kneph out on a blind
date.

>Booking Kneph to appear on
Dancing With the Stars.

OK, you get the idea.

How
do you keep your writing different from all the others that write in this
particular genre?

Let's go back a step. I have
never been sure what my genre is, and have had difficulty finding comparable
work. One of my books, Code Blood, won a handful of awards as a cross genre
novel (paramedic/firefighters and a kid who thought he was a vampire). My
firefighter series was classified as "mystery," but those books were
really about the lives of firefighters and I never found anything similar. In
the case of The Lizard's Tale, I read enough drug cartel books to steer away
from writing the standard violence/smuggling/law breaking story. My plotline
and characters are atypical. I write faction—fact based fiction—and while my
stories are very realistic, they are very unusual.

What
are the best and worst pieces of writing advice you ever received?

The best and worst advice is
"write what you know." On the positive side, it is true that it is
easier to write what you know. You have less likelihood of going off on a
tangent to write something that is utterly false and unconvincing. Doing
detailed research will help you expand what you know. On the other hand, following
that advice can be very limiting. You can sit around all day and think about
things you know nothing about and end up writing a 2,000-word novel. I have
learned that it can be worthwhile to write what you don't know. If you have a
good imagination and use it with skill, you can write stuff that is realistic,
entertaining and unusual. Try writing what you don't know and see what happens.
Just make sure your editor has a look at it.

Are
the experiences in this book based on someone you know, or events in your own
life?

Not much of the material in The
Lizard's Tale is related to my life. Dedo, the cartel's, banker has financial
knowledge and skills which are drawn from my own Wall Street experience. The difference
is that he has several billions of cash to invest, and I never had that
problem. Ryan, the young DEA Special Agent, is a composite of many agents whom
I met and spoke with while attending the DEA Citizen's Academy. Alejandro, the
Guatemalan agricultural engineer is purely fictional as is Gina, the wildlife
officer who is a real man-eater. Finally, the stunning, beautiful Mexican
prostitute, Maria Gabriella, is pure fantasy. I should be so lucky as to have
her as an event in my life!

When the DEA goes up against the Sinaloa Cartel, an orphan and an
endangered lizard are caught in the conflict. The action moves from Guatemala
to Mexico to Catalina Island off the coast of California.

Alejandro, a middle class Guatemalan, wants his share, and makes a deal with
the cartel. Now he’s risking his life to deliver the goods.

El Dedo, a brilliant financier, is the Sinaloa Cartel’s banker. He worries
about what to do with the billions of dollars collecting dust in his
underground vault.

Ryan, a DEA Special Agent, needs to make a high profile case to get a
promotion. Is the big yacht headed for California carrying a Mexican drug
shipment?

Kate, a wildlife officer on Catalina Island, smells smoke. When she heads out
in the middle of the night to investigate a fire, she makes an astonishing
discovery.

Jorge, an orphan from the streets of Mexico, is abandoned in the United States.
Will he find his way back home and track down his mother’s killer?

EXCERPT

Gina
wasn’t looking for a husband—she was far too independent to let a man run her
life—but she needed male companionship. After coming to Catalina, she spent a
lot of time alone until she met Brad, a captain with the Los Angeles County
Fire Department. He worked at Station 55, and was big, strong, and
good-looking. All her Latin lovers had been dark and she was attracted to his
blond hair. She loved running her fingers over the blond carpet that covered
his chest. At thirty-six, he was five years younger than she was, and married.
Brad was perfect.

Their
affair lasted almost two years. She didn't see him every day—in fact, she
didn't want to see him every day. His wife and daughter lived in Seal Beach,
and once a week he took the ferry to the mainland and spent three days at home.
But he didn’t always head home right away, and they often stole a few hours
together on one of the remote beaches on the rugged, wind-swept west end of the
island. During the off-season, they sometimes managed to spend a night at a
local bed and breakfast in Avalon, and occasionally she cooked dinner for him
at the ranch house. When nothing else worked, they drove up into the hills and
screwed in the back of his SUV. For Gina it was a perfect relationship—she got
what she needed without making a major emotional commitment.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Malibu, California resident Kurt
Kamm has written a series of firefighter mystery novels, which have won
several literary awards. His newest novel, The Lizard’s Tale, provides a unique
look inside the activities of the Mexican drug cartels and the men dedicated to
stopping them.

Kurt has used his contact
with CalFire, Los Angeles County and Ventura County Fire Departments, as well
as the ATF and DEA to write fact-based (“faction”) novels. He has attended
classes at El Camino Fire Academy and trained in wildland firefighting, arson
investigation and hazardous materials response. He has also attended the ATF
and DEA Citizen’s Academies. After graduating from the DEA Citizen’s Academy in
2014, he began work on The Lizard’s Tale.

Kurt has built an avid fan
base among first responders and other readers. A graduate of Brown University
and Columbia Law School, Kurt was previously a financial executive and
semi-professional bicycle racer. He was also Chairman of the UCLA/Jonsson
Comprehensive Cancer Center Foundation for several years.

Saturday, December 17, 2016

Welcome to my stop on the Promo Blitz, presented by Reading Addiction Book Tours, for Harrington Manor by Ronald M. James. Please leave a comment or question for Ronald to let him know you stopped by. You can follow all of the stops on the tour by clicking on the banner above.

Historical Fiction

Date Published: October 8, 2016

A murderer stalks the orange groves of 1923 Southern California. Detective Sidney Snipes is called to the Harrington Manor when retired Colonel Peter Wescott Harrington is found slumped over his desk by his family. Snipes entrusts the sensational new crime fighting technology—Fingerprint Analysis to find a fierce fiend.

Just when he though he had the murderer cornered, a neighbor discovers a shallow grave in the orange groves; an unsolved missing person's cold case files. A case that has haunted the Orange County Sheriff’s Department for three years. The evidence in the missing person's case rumples Snipes proficient sleuthing skills as the leads take him in circles. Then to add to the muddying discord, another Harrington turns up dead, apparently murdered in his sleep.

But when a sinister child’s Jack-in-the-box, seemingly from the grim reaper himself, materializes on the Colonel’s desk, the detective is bedeviled more than he cares to admit. Nevertheless, Snipes had enough moxie to send fingerprints to every city where his suspects had ever lived. The leads take Snipes in a direction he never saw coming. Within days, he's shocked to his eyebrows by the results; the identity of the murderer befuddles his mind. Alas, the oldest Harrington son, Shep, supposed wife, had a mock wedding to him in Manhattan, New York, and their plan was to kill the whole Harrington clan for their wealth.

Praise for Harrington Manor:

"Harrington Manor is James at his very best."-Publisher's Weekly

About the Author

Ronald James was born during the great depression, and as a toddler watched WPA men build a new street, from his home’s big front window. His playmates were a red rider wagon, a small black satchel and rocks. By using his imagination he had conversations with mythical street workers that bloomed into fashioned fantasies by age four. He used cardboard boxes to create fun spaces for his neighborhood playmates to enjoy and he kept telling stories all through high school. In college he abandoned writing and studied architecture. James had a successful architectural career and retired, however he wanted to keep his creative juices fluent, so he returned to his childhood story telling days and joined a writers group. Like architecture, each day he couldn’t wait to create, finish, and start new stories—like, Harrington Manor.

Friday, December 16, 2016

Welcome to
my stop on the Virtual Tour, presented by Great Escapes Virtual Book Tours, for Fatal Fiction
by Kym Roberts. Please leave a comment or question for Kym to
let her know you stopped by. You may
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When
kindergarten teacher Charli Rae Warren hightailed it out of Hazel Rock, Texas,
as a teen, she vowed to leave her hometown in the dust. A decade later, she’s
braving the frontier of big hair and bigger gossip once again . . . but this
time, she’s saddled with murder!

Charli
agrees to sell off the family bookstore, housed in a barn, and settle her
estranged dad’s debt—if only so she can ride into the sunset and cut ties with
Hazel Rock forever. But the trip is extended when Charli finds her realtor dead
in the store, strangled by a bedazzled belt. And with daddy suspiciously MIA, father
and daughter are topping the most wanted list . . .

Forging an
unlikely alliance with the town beauty queen, the old beau who tore her family
apart, and one ugly armadillo, Charli’s intent on protecting what’s left of her
past . . . and wrangling the lone killer who’s fixin’ to destroy her future . .
.

Three career
paths resonated for Kym Roberts during her early
childhood: detective, investigative reporter, and . . .nun.

Being a nun,
however, dropped by the wayside when she became aware of boys—they were the
spice of life she couldn’t deny. In high school her path was forged when she
took her first job at a dry cleaners and met every cop in town, especially the
lone female police officer in patrol. From that point on there was no stopping
Kym’s pursuit of a career in law enforcement.

Kym followed her dream and became
a detective who fulfilled her desire to be an investigative reporter, with one
extra perk—a badge. Promoted to sergeant, Kym spent the majority of her career
in SVU. She retired from the job reluctantly when her husband dragged her
kicking and screaming to another state, but writing continued to call her name,
at least in her head. Visit her on the web at kymroberts.com.

Welcome
to my stop on the Virtual Tour, presented by IndieSage PR, for The Ceo’s Seduction by Diane Alberts. Please leave a comment or question for Diane
to let her know you stopped by. You may enter her tour wide giveaway by filling
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About the book:The last thing Brett Ross wants is to be back in the same old damn small town he grew up in, but his best friend is getting married, so there’s no way he’s skipping yet another visit back home. He knows what he’s getting into, coming back here, but the one thing he didn’t count on was the way Anna Hamilton made him feel the first time he sets eyes on her…and she’s all grown up.Anna’s always been in love with Brett, even if she’s always been his best friend’s annoying little sister to him. But when he looks at her, she doesn’t see annoyance in his eyes anymore. If anything, she sees a silent calling for her to save him from himself…and she’s just the girl to do it. All she needs is to find a way to escape her pesky, protective older brothers…And then the game is on.

EXCERPT

She
glowered down at the place card. Craaaapppp. Why had she thought drawing a
perfect little heart in the upper left corner of the card was a good idea? With
that there, how was she supposed to sit next to him throughout dinner and act
like she didn’t know he knew she was half in love with him? Maybe it wasn’t too
late to switch his seat...after she gave him a new card minus a heart. She
reached for his card, but as soon as her fingers closed around it, she sensed him
behind her.

Son
of a...

“Whatcha
doing?” he asked.

“Nothing.”
She hugged the piece of paper close to her chest and turned to face him. “Why?”

“You’re
hiding something.” He pointed at her hand. “What is it?”

Damn
him and his eagle eyes. “Your...uh...place card.” She forced a smile.

“It’s...uh...spelled wrong. Totally wrong.”

Smooth,
Anna. Real smooth.

He
raised a brow. “‘Brett Ross’ is spelled wrong?”

Why
couldn’t he have a harder name to spell?

“Yep.
Mom’s been really stressed out with all this wedding stuff.” She sent a silent
apology to her mother for making her the scapegoat. “I’ll get rid of it. She’d
feel horrible about the error.”

Brett
held out his hand. “Oh. Okay. Just give it to me, then. I’ll shove it in my
pocket so she doesn’t see.”

“No.
I have it. It’s fine.” She stepped back from him even more, but her back hit
the chair. She had nowhere else to go. “I’ll hide it in my pocket.”

“You
don’t have any pockets on your dress.” His gaze slid down her red satin
cocktail dress, lingering on her legs. Or had she imagined the part about
lingering? “I’ll take it.”

She
shook her head. “No. I’m not handing it over.”

He
put his hands on his hips, doing his best to look casual—but she knew his
tricks—then shot his hand out, trying to snatch it out of her fingers. She
jumped back and hid it behind her back. “You’ll have to be smoother than that
if you want to fool me. You’ve been doing that move since you were eight,
Brett-Brett.”

His
lips twitched at the old nickname. She’d started using it when he started
calling her Twinkletoes. It wasn’t very original, but it had annoyed him, so
she’d gone with it. “Tell me what’s really happening. You’re up to something.”

She
lifted her chin. “Am not.”

“Are
too.”

She
rolled her eyes. “How old are we again?”

“Old
enough for what I’m about to do to get that card.”

He
took a step toward her, and she tried to back up. She didn’t budge. Oh. Right.
The chair. He held out a hand and narrowed his eyes on her. “Last chance. If
you don’t give it to me, I’m going to tackle you to the floor and tickle you
until you give in. And we both know you’ll give in.”

Anna’s
mouth went dry at the thought of his body pressed against hers. “If you’re
tackling me, it better be for something a lot more exciting than tickling.”

“Anna...”
His eyes darkened slightly, and he took a small step toward her. “You better
watch what you say to me. Someone might get the wrong idea. We’re not kids
anymore.”

“I’m
glad you noticed.” She lifted her chin. “Bring it, Brett-Brett.”

“You
have no idea what you’re asking for.”

“Are
you so sure about that?” she asked slowly, locking eyes with him.

He
took a step in her direction, his eyes on her mouth. Holy crap, was he going to
kiss—?“One.”
He stepped closer. “Two.” Another step. “Three.”

He
was in front of her, their feet touching. He, quite unfortunately, stopped
there.

“Anna...”

“Well?
What are you gonna do now?” she asked breathlessly.

ABOUT DIANE ALBERTS

Diane Alberts is a USA TODAY bestselling Contemporary Romance author with Entangled Publishing. Under the name Jen McLaughlin, she also writes New York Times, USA TODAY, and Wall Street Journal bestselling books with Penguin Random House. She was mentioned in Forbes alongside E. L. James as one of the breakout independent authors to dominate the bestselling lists. Diane is represented by Louise Fury at The Bent Agency.Diane has always been a dreamer with a vivid imagination, but it wasn’t until 2011 that she put her pen where her brain was, and became a published author. Since receiving her first contract offer, she has yet to stop writing. Though she lives in the mountains, she really wishes she was surrounded by a hot, sunny beach with crystal clear water. She lives in Northeast Pennsylvania with her four kids, a husband, a schnauzer mutt, and three cats. Her goal is to write so many fantastic stories that even a non-romance reader will know her name.

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